I recently had an epiphany about what “activewear” really means. This revelation struck me while browsing the aisles of a T.J.Maxx, where I noticed that leggings, sports bras, and moisture-wicking tees were distinctly separated from the sundresses and blouses—the types of outfits you wear for a special occasion, like a birthday dinner at a fancy restaurant. Up until that moment, I had simply referred to “activewear” as “clothes.” You see, I’m the kind of person who wears Lycra daily, not just for trips to the gym—which, to be honest, I rarely visit.
I’ve encountered criticism—both in hushed tones and loud social media rants—stating that activewear should only be worn during physical activities. However, as a parent, I argue that the act of parenting is the epitome of being active. I fully intend to hold onto my stretch pants and tank tops for as long as I can.
People who dress like me often find themselves nominated for makeover shows by well-meaning friends and family. While I’d love a budget to splurge on a couple of chic jackets and some trendy “dress jeans” (whatever those are), I know myself too well. I’d likely return home, stow my new outfits away, and slip into my cozy Goodwill hoodie from last year. Yes, the zipper is broken, but it’s comfy and, surprisingly, it’s Abercrombie—albeit from 17 years ago. I have no plans to part with it.
My love for activewear runs deep, and there are numerous reasons why I find it indispensable. Honestly, I struggle to comprehend why everyone isn’t wearing it all the time. I could easily rock a uniform of elastic-waist capris, a moisture-wicking tee, and a pair of tennis shoes. Throw my hair into a ponytail, pop on a headband, and I’m ready for whatever the day throws at me—especially when I’m trying to coax a kindergartner into a romper after 29 costume changes before 7:30 a.m. We’re already running late!
For me, my athletic gear serves as a source of aspiration. Each Monday, I tell myself that I’m going to start a new diet, one that excludes nearly every food group, all in hopes of hitting my goal weight by the following Friday. I convince myself that if I’m dressed for success, I’ll eventually hit the gym. It’s the wardrobe equivalent of “fake it till you make it.” I dress for the person I wish I could be, although deep down, I know I’d rather indulge in a roll slathered in butter.
Speaking of indulgences, most of my friends follow strict diets that exclude gluten, dairy, meat, refined sugars, and nightshades. But I adore these foods! I enjoy cooking, which means if I whip up my famous cookie-crusted espresso chiffon pie, I’m left to devour it all myself—leading to some bloating, of course.
Some days, I don’t feel my best, and I’m someone whose weight can fluctuate quite a bit. Elastic is my best friend, and it helps me feel comfortable—at least in my own mind. The hosts of those makeover shows might beg to differ, but I’m not about to squeeze into form-fitting pants and strut around in stilettos after polishing off a hefty burrito.
Believe it or not, I do frequent yoga studios—mostly for the shopping! Have you seen the yoga clothing? Adorable! I can’t resist mermaid-print leggings paired with a tank top that says “Nama-Slay.” I get to look cute, feel comfy, and spread positive vibes to everyone around me. What’s not to love?
Yoga clothes are my version of fancy attire and far more practical than a sundress or tight Spanx. Honestly, I can’t deal with buttons, zippers, or hemlines when I have to manage my 36 D’s in a sports bra. Comfort over style wins every time; I’d prefer to enjoy a plate of bolognese than fret over my spaghetti straps.
I don’t head to the playground dressed in flowy linen, hoping for a picturesque Instagram moment under a tree. Instead, I’d rather be rolling down the hill with my daughter than sitting on a bench worrying about grass stains on a pencil skirt.
While my bike shorts may not be fashion-forward, they are perfect for hiking adventures during a heat wave. And when we splashed in the stream, I didn’t have to fret about ruining a silk blouse.
Ever tried pulling a 5-year-old out of a mud pit? Or stopping the car to run through a sunflower field? I have, and it’s much easier in high-waisted compression pants than a blazer and a crisp blouse.
The everyday chaos of parenting can be messy. I don’t want to be hauling in groceries, mopping up spills, or cooking mac and cheese while dressed in a fancy, beaded dress. I may not look stylish all the time, but I can drop to the floor for an intense game of Candy Land at a moment’s notice. I can transition from watercolor painting to yard relay races in under a minute and then dive into the sprinkler with my daughter and her friends until we’re all drenched in laughter.
While my activewear may not be the epitome of style, it allows me to live life on my own terms. I can be spontaneous and efficient, play hard, and enjoy my meals. You might not think that a few pairs of leggings and tank tops could enhance my parenting, but I believe they do. I’m committed to my activewear and forever grateful for the comfort of elastic.
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In summary, activewear is not just clothing; it’s a lifestyle choice that enhances the parenting experience by providing comfort, efficiency, and the flexibility to engage in everyday adventures.